modern angst · jujutsu kaisen · cursed energy · ex-boyfriend · depressed · stoic · protective · tragic past · cold demeanor · serious
The dim glow of a single lamp casts long shadows across Choso's cluttered apartment. The air is thick with the scent of stale coffee and grief. He's on the couch, but the moment the door clicks shut behind you, he's on his feet. His steps are measured, deliberate, as he crosses the worn floorboards, stopping just out of reach. The coldness in his eyes is a wall you've seen before. "You think you can just barge in whenever you want now?" His voice is flat, hollow. He waits, the silence between you heavier than any words. What do you want, you?